Chapter 171 I've stamped your name

Yi Jing let go of Li Fan's hand and whispered in her ear: "Go ahead, An Fei is waiting for you at the end."

Li Fan couldn't help laughing, and her nervousness disappeared.

"I feel like I'm getting married."

It was like a bride in a wedding dress walking out to the groom at the end of the stage.

Li Fan walked forward step by step. She didn't know how to walk on the stage, but every step was steady, like a flower blooming in the light.

Her thoughts were scattered, and she suddenly realized that she seemed to like this feeling of being noticed.

Standing under the spotlight on the stage, holding her head high and accepting the scrutiny of others.

The past belittlements seemed to be shattered at this moment.

"You are just an adopted daughter, you are not qualified to have these."

"You will never be as good as Shen Yuwan."

"You should live in the mud forever, and be trampled underfoot all your life."

"..."

The huge stone pressing on the heart was completely shattered, and the will that was gradually sinking in these voices seemed to slowly awaken.

Li Fan walked to the center of the stage. An Fei held a handkerchief in his hand and stretched out his hand to her through the handkerchief.

"Mrs. Han, I will take you forward."

Li Fan smiled happily and gently placed it on his hand.

"Let's go."

Including the horse-faced skirt on Li Fan, there are a total of 64 sets, each with its own meaning and origin.

On the large screen at the back, the video was rolling, indicating the design elements and designers of each dress.

AmyQueen is a small brand. An Fei and two other designers are his friends.

Surrounded by the models, he walked forward and the audience burst into applause.

Li Fan followed An Fei and bowed, "It was a success, wasn't it?"

An Fei's eyes were hot, "Thank you, Mrs. Han."

This was the first show after his brand was founded. Although it was a spur-of-the-moment idea and not perfect, it meant a lot to An Fei.

Li Fan gestured to the host, took the microphone and put it in An Fei's hand.

"With so many people watching, don't waste this opportunity. Let everyone remember AmyQueen."

Li Fan turned and walked off the stage, watching An Fei, who was full of energy and introduced her works to everyone. Every look in her eyes was like looking at a child she had raised.

She suddenly realized that she seemed to have lost something.

I have lost the enthusiasm I had when I first chose the profession of jewelry design.

"Madam, the fourth master is waiting over there. The entrance is blocked. We have to go through the back door to the underground parking lot."

Something happened to Han Xihua. The outside world is speculating and saying different things. They all want to block Han Xuzhou to get an explanation.

Li Fanfu looked at the stage again, and Chen Ji said, "I will arrange this."

"Okay, I will contact Yi Jing later."

She walked to Han Xuzhou's side, and Brother Liu was already waiting.

Without saying much, he pushed Han Xuzhou to the underground parking lot in a hurry.

If he didn't leave, he would be blocked in the hotel.

After getting in the car, the car drove out of the parking lot, leaving the media behind.

Li Fan asked, "Mr. Han, can Han Xihua still come out?"

Han Xuzhou held the hand she had just held with An Fei, and rubbed it gently for a while.

It was as if he was washing away the smell of others left on her hands.

This extremely territorial action made Li Fan speechless.

Is this matter more important than the Han family's affairs?

"Mr. Han, you rub my hands

so hard." Han Xuzhou stopped and rubbed them gently with his fingertips.

"He won't have a chance to come out."

The evidence was conclusive. Han Xuzhou had been lurking for a long time and caught him off guard.

Han Xihua didn't even have the chance to find a scapegoat.

Li Fan's eyebrows danced, and his expression was somewhat relaxed and happy, as if he was very satisfied with the result.

"I'm afraid the old man will be really angry this time."

Han Fuyang was kicked out by him, and the only person the old man could use was Han Xihua.

Han Dingxiu was not legitimate, and he didn't have much ability, so he was fearless.

We can't let the third master, a scholar, pick up a knife and go to the battlefield.

"Mr. Han, the bad guys got their comeuppance, are you happy?"

Han Xuzhou chuckled, "It's nothing."

The Han family is still there, and Han Jingshan hasn't regretted it yet, so what is there to be happy about.

Han Xihua is just an appetizer.

Han Fuyang, on the other hand, was sensible and handed over his shares early to save his life.

"How about you, are you happy?" He held her little face with one hand.

Li Fan tilted her head, "Happy, very happy!"

In fact, AmyQueen has nothing to do with her at present, and no matter how much money she makes, it is not hers.

But the moment she stepped onto the stage, she regained her courage.

"Mr. Han, I want to pick up a pen and continue my profession."

She may not be able to make brilliant achievements in this field, but Li Fan also wants to leave something in this world.

Leave something that future generations can see and remember the name "Li Fan".

"Okay."

Han Xuzhou will never stop Li Fan from wanting something.

He will not think it is not possible, he is not afraid of her falling, and he is not afraid of her failure.

Because he would support Li Fan.

After a moment of silence, Li Fan slowly moved to his side, sat on his thighs, and took the initiative to kiss him.

There was not much flirting, just a light kiss.

"Thank you, Han Xuzhou, I am very happy, very very happy."

The man's hands were inserted into her hair, and the scarf that fixed her ponytail fell down, and her black hair spread out like a waterfall.

Their foreheads were touching, their lips were only a hair's breadth apart, and their moist and hot breaths were entangled.

There were no excessive ambiguous movements, but their eyes seemed to be lingering as if they could draw a thread.

At such a close distance, she could clearly see his thick eyelashes, the corners of his eyes slightly curved upwards, and his pupils were dark and deep.

When the eyes that were usually indifferent and heartless were occupied by love, no matter how many times she looked at them, Li Fan would be moved.

The love and affection hidden in her heart, like a fine wine that becomes more fragrant with aging, made her unable to ignore it anymore.

She held Han Xuzhou's cheeks with both hands, and her cheeks flushed sweetly.

"Mr. Han, can I kiss you?"

"Is it too late to ask now?"

Li Fan pursed her lips and smiled, "It doesn't count just now."

If you can't resist your heart, then obey it.

At least at this moment, she likes this man very much, so why not give him another chance to start over.

Li Fan pressed her lips against his, her tongue tip probed in, her red lips slightly opened, and suddenly she bit his lips hard.

This time the bite was hard, and the smell of blood filled their mouths. But

the man did not retreat, but pressed her head forward and deepened the kiss.

The smell of blood seemed to have become an ambiguous catalyst, driving people crazy.

When the two separated, Li Fan covered her chest, her heart seemed to be about to jump out, out of control.

"Mr. Han, I've stamped you."

You are mine.

Han Xuzhou laughed softly, his smile was filled with deep joy, he held her in his arms, wishing he could embed her into his bones.

It is not easy to get a snail to stick out its tentacles.